Singing with pain

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  "Mommy! Mommy! Look at what I've drown!" I was runing at my mother with quick steps.

  "Amagazin Lena-chan! You deserve a prize for that. Say 'aaa' "

  I opened my mouth as I felt sweetness. It was a candy.

  "Mmm!" I said, my eyes sparkling. "Thank you, mommy!"

  I opened my sleepy eyes at the voice of the person I love and know the most. My mother's voice.

 "Lena! Lena! Wake up, already! You'll be late for lady Shpritz's piano lessons"

  I still find the teacher's name funny.

  "But, mommy I want to play with other children !"

  "Lena..Do you want to upset me?"

  "No way, mommy.."

  "Then go to the lady Shpritz's lessons, please. And don't make unnecesary comments."

  "Mm..ok."

  My name is Lena . I was rised and taught by my mom to play the piano, to be a disciplined child and I'm doing everything I can. Because..My mommy suffers by I don't know what lungs' disease and I don't want anything in this world but my mommy's happiness. 

  I dressed quickly in my favorite dress and I ran to the door, having a satchel with some important sheet, in my back. I turned left, and it hit me. Such a beautiful scent, like fresh liliac, in spring. I ran with my small legs until I was in front of my piano teacher's home. She was a very rough teacher, she shouted at me and she teached me over the hour lessons. Being late home, usually at nine p.m., I ate and got ready for my mother's lessons because she is also a very good pianist. 

  Everything was good  untill one day.

  "Mom, I want to have a little break.."

  "Not now! Go back into your place! You didn't get this part of song! You you're not going to sleep until you'll learn it!!"

  "But.."

  -Don't talk back to me!! She shouts like a storm.

  Tears rolled down from my tired eyes to my pale cheecks. 

  It was the time of my competiton, very awaited by my mom.  It was the most important competition in the spring where I could participate, I was only 7. I was stiting down, having an neutral expresion , I was trying to hide my emotions, it wasn't my first performance. But that seemed diffrent.

  ~The night before~

  "If you don't win the tomorrow competition, I'll..I'll..!!" My mom shouted wile throwing a glass on the floor, breaking it.

  I was frightened, but I didn't lost myself. I gathered my tiny fits, and said, having tears in the eyes.

  "I'll win the first place how many times is needed to make you happy, mommy." I said and ran into my room, not seeing an awfull smile that appered on my mother's face.

  Then, in every performence I've got only the first place and the others keeps telling me : ''You're the best, I haven't heared anything so beautifull!'' or "You're playing like a robot, not skipping a note." but the true motivation to keep it up was my mother's happiness.

  Until one day. Until my mother...died.

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  I'm really trying to improve my english skills rewritting this so please, correct me if I'm wrong ^^